Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2004 07:24:13 +0000 (GMT)
From: "[iso-8859-1] ALISHA MATHEW"
Subject: Lessons from a Nun
My mother was working as a nurse in a government hospital during the
eighties. Then she made a great mistake in her life. She messed with a
bigshot in our locality, who happened to be a local politician who had the
habit of using the pay wards for his amorous activities He would book a
room and got admitted there in pretext of taking bed rest on some doctor's
advice. Soon a lot of people, mostly women would begin to visit him. They
spent hours with him to keep company. Under the normal circumstances
nurses need not have to bother about patients in pay wards unless they have
been approached for help from their side. But my mother was a workaholic
and dedicated person, and she entered the room without bothering to knock,
and what did she see there. The politician was lying on the bed reading a
local crime/sex weekly enjoying the scandals written in a filthy language.
None dared to read that magazine in public, but everyone enjoyed reading it
hiding it in closets. My mother saw vice president of local body Mrs.Mary
Mathen lying between the legs of the politician, her head moving to and fro
between the politician's legs. She was sucking avidly the flaccid penis of
about four inches long and two inches in diameter. My mother should have
immediately left the place, but she made a scene and stormed the room and
complained to the hospital authorities. Local body ran the hospital pay
wards and the politician tried to hush up the scandal by offering a
promotion to my mother. But she did not withdraw her complaint. Soon she
was rewarded for her bravery and uprightness with a transfer to a tribal
area. It was a god forsaken place where none dared to service, soon after
one month of service there, my mother got another transfer to a different
area. Thus she got about six transfers in three months and she had no other
option than to send me to a convent school.
I was ten years old then. I did not attained puberty that time. It was a
convent run by a seminary for tribal students. Three nuns ran it. The
warden was Sr.Beatris who was very strict and was feared by students as
well as other nuns. Sr. Neha was her assistant; she was a cute nurse, with
deep lovely grey eyes, curly hairs, which were hidden under her cap. The
third person was the cook, Grace who was a tribal converted to
Christianity. She did not stay in the convent; her son was a mentally
retarded one who ate almost everything he saw and often had stomach ache.
The girls were mostly from tribal background. They were not much good in
education. The more the nuns tried to teach them mathematics, English the
more they remained numb. So I was considered as a brilliant girl there, the
teachers as well as the nuns acknowledged it. I got some scholarships from
seminary for my excellence. Three girls were allotted one room each. The
junior's girls were sleeping together in a big hall. Only the warden
Sr.Beatris had a room of her own. Sr. Neha shared the room once in a while,
but most of the nights she slept in the hall. At 8 p.m Grace served the
supper. The supper consisted a plate of porridge, two slices of bread and
egg twice a week. We had to stand in queue with plates and it was our duty
to wash the dishes. At 9 p.m we prayed at the hall and about 9.30 the
lights were switched off. Sr.Beatris used to make a round with a pen torch
about 10 p.m before she relieves to her room. She will ensure that all
doors are bolted and none murmurs or keep lights on in the rooms once the
study time was over. She used to peek under the blankets and no girl was
allowed to share another's bed. The tribal girls brought a walnut like
pulse, which was hard to crack unless it was roasted. It tasted salty and
good but made us fart. So the nuns prohibited eating them in convent. It
was common to hear farts in the classrooms, and teachers scolded us for
eating the nuts. My roommate used to bring a lot of roasted nuts and keep
them hidden inside an old pillow. We ate them in silence when lights were
switched off. If Sr.Beatris caught us eating it we were severely punished.
It was bitterly cold night. The winds were roaring. The convent was
situated near forest land. I was alone in my room shivering from the
scorching wind. I was dressed only in a petticoat and with no panties. I
was eating some nuts, hidden under my pillow. Then a beam of light fell on
my face, I pretended to sleep but my jaws were still moving. I knew it was
Sr.Beatris who was making her night rounds. I shut my eyes as close as
possible and pretended fast asleep. The beam of light stay fixed on my face
then I felt her hands forcefully opening my palm and discovered two nuts
hidden. I still tried to be asleep, then Sr.Beatris took those nuts away
and at the next instant I felt her applying the nut on my left nipple. She
rubbed my exposed nipple of my gooseberry tits and was touching my nipples
using the nut. I was feeling aroused and my legs rubbed together, I could
not hold it any longer, my nipple was jutting, it was becoming hard against
the rub with the nut, finally it became bigger and as taut as the nut
itself, and I opened my eyes. I saw Sr.Beatris's face closer to mine. There
was a devilish grin. 'Wake up, kid, follow me to my room', she ordered. She
walked in front of me finding the way using a small beam of her torch. I
followed her in fear and distress. When we reached her room, she put on
the light and when I was insider her room she bolted the door. She was in
her nun's brown habit, still keeping the white cap on her head, hiding all
the hairs. "What was it you were eating?" she asked. "The turmeric nuts", I
stammered. "Who gave them to you?". "Helen", she was my roommate. "Don't
you know its not good to eat? Aren't you ashamed of it, don't you know how
ridiculous it's a girl like you to fart eating those nasty nuts?", she
barked. "I never farted", I said. "May be, but its not good for
digestion. Let me eat one and see what's so special about it. Give one to
me", she asked. I looked for one in a side pocket of my petticoat, but did
not find any. "Let me search for it", she said and began to put her hands
inside my petticoat. "Its not there, it was in side pocket", I said. "Stay
calm girl", she muttered, her hands were searching in my body. She roamed
her fingers on my flat chest, her fingers reached to my armpits and
searched there as if I had hidden some nuts in my armpit. It felt so
ticklish, and I giggled. She searched my armpits and rubbed her fingers
there and tried to pull one or two tiny hairs, which sprouted there, which
I too was ignorant of its existence. Her fingers came back and began to
feel my gooseberry tits. This time she lingered her fingers on its tip and
using her small fingers she drew some small circles around my nipple.
Sometimes she started from a wider circumference and went on reducing the
diameter of the imaginary cirle and finally she pulled my button like
teats. I got more excited when she used the edge of nails and drew lines
across my teats. Tiny dots appeared and vanished near my nipples and I was
getting ticklish and (s)excited. I was writhing in pleasure and I felt a
volcano getting erupted between my legs. I started rubbing my thighs
closer. Then the nun stopped abruptly and asked me to pray. We put a
mattress on the floor before the picture of crucified Christ. The candles
were burning. We were standing on our knees ,the nun started with the
prayer book and we sung two songs in chorus. Then she murmured silently for
some time and drew crosses thrice or four times. Then we stood up and the
nun put the mattress in its place. Everything about the room was neatly
and nicely arranged. She lifted me like a child and deposited me on her
cot. The cot was neatly arranged, there was no bed. The cot was made of
wood, the nuns were supposed to be not accustomed to luxuries like foam bed
etc. She had put some woollen blankets neatly folded and a white bed cover
was spread over it. It gave a foam effect to the bed. She removed her white
cap and I could see her hair cut short like boys. She began to remove her
rosary. She unhooked the thick buttons and removed it over her head. She
metamorphosed to an elderly woman, not much attractive, with crew cut
hairs, no ornaments and clad only in her white cotton brassieres and a long
petticoat reaching her knees. There was a luxurious maze of curly hairs
under her arms, they had grown out and was visible even without lifting her
arms. She lay beside me and began to fondle me. She looked deeply into my
eyes and at the same instant her hands removed the straps of my petticoat
and she began to rub my nipples with her forefinger. Soon they became erect
unknowing to me, and she smiled at me wickedly. Then she began to travel
her hands downside. Soon her hands rested on my hairless mound between my
legs. She cupped the small bun and my pussy mound raised again like a newly
baked bun. She was happy to see I have no panties, she began to spread her
fingers and her fingers moved as if making a dough paste, in the process I
began to spread my legs wider and the channel between my pussy triangle
began to show its pinkness and I could smell a small faint flowery smell of
wild orchids. She was looking into my eyes and she asked me in low voice
"Do you like this girl?". I answered by shaking my head in
affirmative. "Good, have you started your periods?", again she asked. "No,
not yet", I replied. My mom had given me lessons about the menstruation.
Then the warden stood up and removed her brassieres. I could not believe my
eyes. Her breasts were released from the tightly held cottons and they were
two big melons. They giggled like two earthen pots, the dark circle around
her nipples covered almost half of her breasts. She came back to bed and
offered one of her big tits to my lips, "Do you want to drink milk?", she
asked and without waiting for my reply she pressed my face to the melon. I
tried to suck from her breasts but there was no milk. All I could feel was
that the nipple, which was initially small, like a dry grape grown in my
mouth. When my saliva coated the nipple, she changed the breasts and I
repeated my sucking. There was no milk but the nipples moved like
chocolate-coated toffee in my mouth.
"Now let me see if you have any milk?", saying this she lifted my petticoat
over my head and threw it to the floor. She kissed me first on my lips. Her
lips were sweet and mouth was so fresh. The hot air from her flared
nostrils was making my face ticklish. She applied her thick lips just below
my nose and the tongue licked the sweat beads had appeared there. "You
sweat like this every time?", she asked cuddling me, her hands were moving
on my flat chest occasionally gripping my nipples. "I am afraid, and this
room is so closed, that's why", I replied. "Afraid, of what!, no dear,
nothing to be afraid of!, we are two women, its quite natural to share bed,
in fact I was afraid of keeping a girl sleep alone, you know the devil
makes wicked dreams, some girls pee in the bed at night. To tell you a
truth some nuns in our convent used to pee at nights", she chuckled and
then she began to search my pussy. 'So sweet, do you feel any itch here?",
she asked, lying close to me from behind. I could feel her big breasts
touching my smooth back, they were two cushions pressed to my skinny
shoulder bones. She was warm, she picked up my pony tail and began to kiss
my nape of neck. Her nose touched my spinal beginning, her lips began to
touch my shoulder bones. She was pressing her boobs on me, it made me
shiver and something inside me was making me hot. My mouth was getting dry,
my pussy was feeling like a half baked bun, the mound of my pussy began to
pulse. I felt it was going to explode, tiny hairs unknown to me of its
existence before began to rise and I was yearning for a touch there, please
cup me down there, please, I silently begged. As if reading my thoughts my
wardens palm rested calmly on my triangle. She was kissing my back
feverishly and was pulling my nipples sometimes rolling it between her
forefinger and thumb. Then her right hand began to cup my pussy mound. I
lifted my buttocks to meet her touches. She lifted my hands and placed on
my shoulders and her crew cut hairs met my shoulders, she was now examining
my armpits, she pulled one or two tiny hairs sprouted there, then she made
me lying facing her on my back. I could see she was sweating too. She
looked at me passionately and whispered, "My child, my sweet child!", she
began to lick my armpits, I giggled, but she went on licking my armpits and
came to my chest in circles. She made a big diameter of licking area around
my nipples. She began kissing me in a circular fashion. She did it
clockwise and suddenly shifted pace and came in anti clockwise, at least
expected times her lips captured my nipples and after chewing for seconds
she released them erect and begging for more handling, but then she ignored
them. I was getting mad, she had inserted a small finger tip into my pussy
channel, I felt something oozing from my spinal chord and my pussy was
lubricated.
I could not stand this I wriggled in the bed, I lifted my butt to meet her
fingers deeper and deeper, but then she removed them and smiled at me
wickedly. I began to take liberties I tried to rub my pussy mound on her
legs. Even though she had removed her cotton brassieres she still had a
petticoat around her waistline. She understood my urge and lifted the
petticoat and the thunder thighs were outside. Her thighs were like two
ivory pillars, I never thought she might have such fair thighs as she was
not much fair in appearance. Perhaps her thighs has never seen daylight and
thus became white. Her thighs had another peculiarity where a lot of hairs
were there on her thighs. They were not so smooth but almost like a
man. She placed her big thigh between my legs and my pussy got a feeling of
being rubbed with a fluffy dust remover. Soon she began to rub my pubic
with her right thigh and the rubbing was so perfect that my pussy heated in
a few seconds. I felt something aroused inside my pussy, I could not
understand what was it. The rubbing went on forever, but I still need
something stronger, something was missing, I felt, she too might have
understood it. She placed her head on my belly. She kissed me on my belly,
and around my belly button. She moved downwards and suddenly she placed a
kiss, the most warm kiss I ever got right on my pussy. I shrieked and held
her head closer to me. She began to move her tongue on my pussy mound and
it was devilishly erotic. Then her tongue began to enter my small orifice,
and it was like a broken arrow and somewhere deep inside her tongue meet a
pebble inside me. The moment my pebble was touched by her tongue I jerked,
but she kept me firmly pressed to the coat and began to locate the pebble.
I could not stand it any longer, but I knew there was something special
about that pebble. If I must relax something should be done about that
pebble. Before that night I never knew such a thing existed in me,
Sr.Beatris was then rotating her tongue around my hood. Then she could
grab that little pearl in between her lips, how did she do it, I never
knew, all I knew was I was going to explode like a volcano and I did in the
next instant. "Oooooooooi hhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa h hah " I came for the first
time in my life.
I was hissing like a heated dog. We used to see dog pair standing copulated
and trying to move away from each other while going to schools. I did not
understand how they became a Siamese twin joined at their bottom. I was
hissing such female dog. I was shivering too. Sr.Beatris did not say
anything; she hugged me and made me relax lying on top of her. I was now
lying on her. when I became calm, I looked under me. Those milky cushions
were perfect globes, those dark circles decorated them nicely, and in the
middle there stood her black nipple like a cherry put on a butter cake. I
began to lick at it, then she removed her petticoat and lay completely
naked under me. She was fat and fleshy, I began to lick her boobs and she
liked it. When I had licked them thrice she put her hands over her head and
I saw the thick bush of pit hairs in her armpits. She never shaved there in
her life, but my mother used to shave her armpits once in two months. It
was me who assisted her to shave her right armpit as she could not shave
there at ease with her left hand. Sr.Beatris offered her pits to my
attention, and I could not resist the temptation. I began to lick her salty
armpits with those long curly hairs. The musky aroma mixed with the
saltiness was just delicious. I dried her soaked pit hairs within minutes
and made them dry and soft like silk wool.
She was urging me to go down by pushing my head. She wanted me to do some
licking down there. I began to lick her belly button. Then I saw her bush,
wow, what a bush, it was a mass of dark hair. The curly hairs formed a
silent valley of virgin forest. I felt I was entering a deep woods full of
entangled masses of hairs. The region smelled like wild orchid, the smell
which we inhaled when rain hits the dry ground for the first time. The
smell mixed with wet dust, and of white garlic. I spread her pussy triangle
and saw the rose coloured inside. The labium was brick red inside even
though its folds were dark outside. I saw traces of some white gum inside
it. Some kind of discharge, I felt a slight repulsion first but I could not
go back. I wanted to locate her pebble too. I licked that white substance,
it melted in my mouth like pastry. Then I lost my reluctance forever and
began to munch her pussy. The more I liked the more watery it became. I
could not understand from where the water comes, my face became fully wet
like when we eat a piece of watermelon. I smelt my face dipped in a soup
bowl. Where was her pebble, I knew that part is the pleasuring part for a
woman. But still I could not locate it, I explored each and every nook of
the fleshy hole, still no way. Sr.Beatris was writhing under me grabbing my
head from behind and affixed it to her pubic region. I was breathing
through my ears, my nostrils were immersed in the pussy glue. Then my
warden caught hold of her two legs and took it to her face. She appeared
like a frog lying on the dissection table, now almost every hidden secrets
of her anatomy was visible and accessible to me. She put her hands on her
pussy triangle and made it even wider, I thought it was too dangerous she
was rubbing violently at the opening and the pussy was fully blossomed like
a hibiscus flower, she was rubbing somewhere and was begging my
attention. I could not see anything, but she was madly pressing my face to
her. Then my tongue touched her pleasure button. It was too small; her
clitoris (term I later learnt) was smaller than mine. Just a bead a tiny
bead, only she could locate it and only in that awkward position of frog
like. I began to rotate my tongue around which she did to me earlier and
within no time I heard her grunting like a lioness.
Sr.Beatirs was moving clockwise in the bed taking me along with her, the
clothes and bed cover all were lying on the floor and we were moving as if
in a revolving bed. "Ha, Ha", she lamented, and finally came and she moved
my face away from her in the next instant. After some moments of silence,
I asked her, "Sister did you come?". She hugged me and said, "yes dear,
yes, my little darling". "Now wake up dress yourself, make bed neat", she
told me. I stood up and dressed. Then I slept nicely till I heard the
morning songs of birds. I looked at Sr.Beatris, she was sleeping
peacefully dressed in her rosary, hand firmly held at the cross.
It was my first lesson of ecstasy from a nun.